(Intro) Under the night gown And over the skin Turn all the lights out And let us begin Gather this fallen Bird to your breast She'll sing you a song If you take her to bed Oooh, the Devil's Trade Freedom for a taste The apple had the price of a snake And I will pay ( ) As soft as a door mouse Untangle our limbs A kiss on the knee And now you're, gone with the wind Everything's different And I don't belong I'm cold as a kitchen In the breaking of dawn And though it hurts To breath ( I die before I'd leave Oooh, the Devil's Trade Freedom for a taste The apple had the price of a snake And I will pay